"Broom Star!"
Elsewhere, in the western corner of the Heavenly Court, Dust-Sweeping Cottage.
"Creak—"
The battered wooden door was pushed open.
In the courtyard, the three Plague Department deities led by the Eastern Plague Envoy—Zhou Xin—looked over at the sound.
They saw that Broom Star had already changed out of his coarse hemp clothes. Now dressed in a brocade robe and jade belt, faint radiance shimmering around him, he seemed to come with his own background music when he walked.
The head-high, chest-out swagger actually left Zhou Xin and the other two gods staring blankly for a moment.
But he could not stay handsome for more than three seconds. Broom Star stumbled.
Smack!!!
With a heavy crash, he fell flat on his back, all his imposing momentum utterly gone.
Zhou Xin and the other two gods: "..."
"My apologies, my apologies. I wasn't paying attention for a moment..."
Broom Star hurriedly scrambled to his feet, straightened his clothes and cap, then jogged forward with an embarrassed grin and bowed. "This minor god pays respects to Plague Envoy Zhou."
The two Plague Department divine generals behind Zhou Xin wore strange expressions, their lips twitching slightly. Zhou Xin, however, remained calm and composed. He raised a hand in a gesture of support.
"There is no need for such formality, fellow Daoist. The Star Lord has already sent someone to the Office of Fate to arrange your immortal registry. From this day onward, you are a member of our Plague Department. We are family now."
Broom Star trembled all over, even his voice shaking. "Many thanks to the Star Lord! Many thanks to the Plague Envoy! Many thanks to Lord Lu Chen!!!"
Zhou Xin chuckled. "From now on, fellow Daoist, you will be my junior brother's Dharma Protector God. Though I still cannot